"Isn't it ridiculous? I think it's a pity, I've given you a chance, since you made the wrong choice, then it's doomed, you will fall here today!"

Yu Haoran sneered and looked at Ziyi Zhenren, with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

Now Yu Haoran is already a strong man in the late stage of Jindan, with the Demon Dao Treasure Book, Yu Haoran has the confidence to kill in an instant, a cultivator who has just entered the realm of Yuanying.

Although the Purple Wing real person in front of him is most likely not a newcomer to the Yuanying realm, Yu Haoran still has the confidence to kill it, but it is just a little troublesome!

"Brush!"

The blood jade sword appeared in his hand, and Yu Haoran looked at the Purple Wing real person with a cold gaze.

"Despicable boy, since you want to die so much, then I'll send you on the road now, and by the way, let you know that the gap between Jindan and Yuanying, you are just a Jindan Venerable, and you are ashamed to challenge Yuanying Zhenren, it's just wishful thinking!"

Purple Wing Zhenren also flipped his palm, and then a mace appeared in his hand, this mace was full of sharp barbs, and each barb was red in color, and in the thick mace, there seemed to be a burning flame, so that this mace was always surrounded by fire, which seemed quite extraordinary.

"Huh, a high-grade spiritual weapon?"

Yu Haoran raised his eyebrows, this mace is so special, it must be a high-grade spiritual weapon.

"Yes, humble boy, even if you still have some knowledge, this mace is indeed a high-grade spiritual weapon, but this weapon is equivalent to the strength of a real person in the late Yuan Infant period, how about it, do you feel frightened now, you know how ridiculous and ignorant you are just now!"

Ziyi Zhenren gently held the mace and looked at Yu Haoran with a sneering face.

Yu Haoran didn't expect that he actually had a high-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, and this high-grade spiritual weapon thought of the strength of Yu Yuanying's late stage cultivator.

Yu Haoran has been in the cultivation realm for a long time, and after this period of understanding, Yu Haoran knows that the lower-grade spiritual weapon has the strength comparable to the foundation building realm, the middle-grade spiritual weapon has the spiritual power of the Jindan realm, and the high-grade spiritual weapon has the strength comparable to the dollar infant realm.

However, this is not absolute, when the spirit weapon is refined, it is already destined to be powerful, it is also a high-grade spirit weapon, there may be some spirit weapons with the strength of the Cave Void Realm, and some spirit weapons only have yuan

The strength of the infant realm.

The mace in the hands of the Purple Wing Real Person in front of him was not a very good high-grade spiritual weapon, but in his opinion, it was more than enough to deal with Yu Haoran in the Jindan realm.

"Death, lowly boy!"

After the purple wing real person held the mace, he waved it slightly, and suddenly from the mace, a monstrous flame gushed out, and as soon as the flame appeared, the space within the entire large array was scorched red, and Yu Haoran opened his eyes to see that every place was fiery red, as if he was in a sea of fire.

And these flames are very extraordinary, Yu Haoran found that under the scorching of this kind of flame in space, it became wrinkled, as if it was about to melt, and the flames that could melt the space could be imagined.

"Die!"

The Purple Wing True Man pointed at Yu Haoran lightly, and suddenly the flame was extremely fused, and then a fiery red river was formed, and the river rushed towards Yu Haoran.

"Haha, despicable boy, the flame in my mace is to deal with the existence of Yuanying Zhenren, even if it is Yuanying Zhenren, you have to avoid it, and now it is really useless to deal with you.

But don't worry too much, I won't just kill you so easily, I will take back the flames when the flames burn you half dead, and then slowly torture you with my divine sense, let you suffer a lot, and then slowly die!"

Purple Wing's vicious words came from the air, and he did what he said, saying that if Yu Haoran was tortured to death, he wanted Yu Haoran to be tortured to death.

"Just a flame, dare to be presumptuous in front of me!"

Yu Haoran looked at the mighty rushing river, with a mocking look on his face.

Yu Haoran stood still, and then waved the blood jade sword in his hand and headed towards the surging river of flames.

"Yu Haoran, run away, this is not something you can deal with!"

The Venerable Flower on the side saw that Yu Haoran was facing this big river, and he didn't retreat or avoid it, but instead used swordsmanship to meet it, and his heart was suddenly anxious.

Venerable Huajian admits that Yu Haoran's swordsmanship is very powerful, but no matter how powerful the swordsmanship is, it also depends on who the user is, Yu Haoran is just a Jindan Venerable, how can it be worthy of a high-grade spiritual weapon comparable to the strength of the late stage of the infant, this is in the eyes of Venerable Huajian, it is a moth to a fire, a knot that will die

Bureau.

However, Venerable Hanama didn't dare to remind her, she could only be secretly anxious in her heart.

Venerable Huajian knew that as long as he dared to speak out, the Purple Wing True Man's mind moved slightly, and the great river composed of flames only needed to separate a stream and gently roll towards him, and he would immediately turn into hypocrisy, and Venerable Jin Dan was so fragile in front of Yuanying Zhenren that he could be killed with a single thought.

However, in the next moment, the anxiety on Venerable Hanama's face froze into astonishment, and his eyes widened, as if he wanted to stare out of his sockets in shock.

"The third layer of swordsmanship, sword momentum!"

Facing the surging river of flames, Yu Haoran knew that the first two layers of swordsmanship could no longer be dealt with, so he used the third layer of swordsmanship.

"Boom!"

A starlight came directly from Tianyu, ignoring the barrier of the large array, and projected onto the blood jade sword in Haoran's hand.

Subsequently, above the body of the blood jade sword, a majestic mountain gradually condensed, this mountain seemed to be vast and boundless, there was no margin at all, it was obviously just a phantom, but it gave people a feeling of boundlessness.

This mountain is the first mountain in the divine realm, Buzhou Mountain.

"Go!"

As soon as Buzhou Mountain appeared, Yu Haoran swung out a sword, and then Buzhou Mountain fell from the sky and directly suppressed the monstrous river composed of flames.

"What kind of mountain is this, and why have I never seen it?"

Seeing the appearance of the illusory shadow of Buzhou Mountain, Ziyi Zhenren's heart suddenly jumped, and his face became solemn, although the illusory shadow of Buzhou Mountain had not yet shown, any power, but it was just a momentum, which made Ziyi Zhenren feel extraordinary.

However, then the Purple Wing Zhenren relented again, and his face returned to a mocking state.

"Humble boy, no matter what swordsmanship you use, under the blow of my high-grade spiritual weapon, you will turn into ashes, you are just a Jindan Venerable, I can kill you in an instant as long as I move a slight thought, all your struggles are in vain, go die now!"

Purple Wing Zhenren coldly watched the Phantom of Buzhou Mountain descend, and in his expectation, this Phantom of Buzhou Mountain, once it came into contact with the Great River of Flames, would instantly burn into nothingness.

However, this expectation was quickly shattered, and Purple Wing's face became extremely pale.